It is easy to feel lost and alone. Sometimes it is a surprise to find these feelings on days that should be full. I was reading a blog that mentioned thoughts about wanting to make a difference and have a voice and speak out and remembering times when that was done and frustration over not being heard and perhaps being somewhat lost to any chance of being heard. At first I thought of the story of the two wolves.
There is a story about a Navajo Grandfather who once told his grandson, "Two wolves live inside me. One is the bad wolf, full of greed and laziness, full of anger and jealousy and regret. The other is the good wolf, full of joy and compassion and willingness and a great love for the world. All the time these two wolves are fighting inside me. But Grandfather," the boy said, "Which wolf will win?" The grandfather answered, "The one I feed."
Maybe the wolves are, in part, about wanting to be "found". One may want to be found and the other may "know where he is". The question is how to feed the one that knows where he is? John Newton wrote a song that perhaps offers a solution.
Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound,
That saved a wretch like me....
I once was lost but now am found,
Was blind, but now, I see.
T'was Grace that taught...my heart to fear.
And Grace, my fears relieved.
How precious did that Grace appear...the hour I first believed.
"Believing", feeds the good wolf
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